to: elliott, from: portland

I always do this, I know. A real post is coming soon, I promise.

It's just that, whenever someone writes anything about Elliott Smith, it's usually very touching. The other day I was listening to one of his songs (or a cover) I'm not sure, anyway, I thought to myself: I wish he was still around. That's all.

Here's what the man wrote,

To his fans, Elliott Smith was someone who told your sad story and made you feel like you were not alone. He took your desperation, your toils and torments, and he made them beautiful, and in doing so he made you beautiful.

To those who knew Elliott personally, he was a tortured soul, full of love and grief and an insatiable desire for something more.

For all his odes and allusions and beautiful references, Portland thanks him. For making the darkness of this world gorgeous, we all thank him. May he rest in peace

-Anthony Davis, Expunged Records

P.S. I actually found a decemberists song I can stand listening to. It is an elliott smith song but progress is progress.